Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 37 Break (2)
"So even you don't understand me?" Feng Chunyi smiled sadly, gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "It's you who refused to see me behind closed doors! I just want to force you to come to see me, but unfortunately, you are hard-hearted. Allowing me to insult a noble woman and your noble character is to promise that you will be loyal to a woman since you are a woman. A Li, you can turn around gracefully, but I can't. I ask you again, because I want to stay Here, you still want to roam free with me?" Feng Chun's clothes were jade and his face was livid, and his appearance of being an exiled immortal was like a splintered bamboo, numb with pain.

"So what if I understand you? I'm no longer the Zhaoli I was back then. It doesn't make any sense whether I understand or not. I can't accept the way your brother and sister handle things, and I can't bear it." Zhaoli felt a slight pain in his chest, and his words were deep Only the two of them understand.

Xiao Mian was as calm as before, with a smile in his eyes, as if he had never heard of it.

Zhao Li gradually calmed down, Xiao Niaoyiren leaned against Xiao Mian, tender like water.

"There is a eucalyptus tree in the south, and Ge Li is tired of it. You are only a gentleman, and you are blessed." Zhao Li glanced at him with alienated eyes, a chrysanthemum-like smile on his lips, and raised his eyes to stare deeply at Xiao Xiao. Mian, as gentle as cotton: "My husband is originally a scorpion, and he can't summon Ge Li. It's not too late to understand this truth. Does your husband despise summoning?"

"Death and life are inseparable, and you can talk to Zicheng. Hold your hand and grow old together. Li'er, Xiao Mian is willing to live and die with you, and there will be no regrets in this life! Xiao Mian thanks Li'er for giving me the most beautiful days, enough Smiling proudly in the world of mortals." Hsiao Mianxuan smiled with brows, and his demeanor was as gentle as jade, which made him uniquely elegant and calm.

That was Gao Huafengyi from the Hou family, who was not comparable to the wildness of the prodigal son.

Feng Chunyi felt sad.

She finally recognized him.

Then, how could her clear eyes like autumn chrysanthemums leave him alone?
There is no more possibility.

It turns out that there is still a trace of hope when I don't see it, but now, even the last nostalgia will be annihilated into nothingness.

The tip of Feng Chunyi's sword trembled, and the rage made him lose his support. His eyes burst into flames, his arms raised angrily, and the tip of the sword coldly pointed towards Xiao Mian's chest.

"Chunyi, don't!" Zhao Li shouted palely, his long skirt fluttered, and his delicate body jumped forward.

Where there is hatred, there is also love, and the sword force of hostility is strangled.

Feng Chunyi's eyebrows were in pain like tears: "A Li, are you willing to die for him?"

Zhao Li's beautiful eyes were full of sadness: "I owe him fourteen years, even death will not pay me!"

"Death is hard to pay for such a good one!" Feng Chunyi laughed wildly, his eyes were snarled, his heart was broken like powder, and his eyes pierced her face, wishing to go to hell with her, without any more lingering entanglements.

The wind wings outside the window flutter freely, but people have lost their wings to fly freely.

Feng Chunyi let out a frantic scream from his throat: "Zhaoli, you will not be rewarded even if you die, and I will not let you do what you want! You and I are so close to each other, and the relationship in this life is boundless! There is no more entanglement!"

The sword was retracted, and the unruly figure swayed coldly.

Xiao Mian hugged Zhao Li tightly, and they were separated by Yin and Yang.

"Husband, I have an ominous feeling." Zhao Li's tearful eyes were misty.

"We are not even afraid of death, so who is we afraid of?" Xiao Mian comforted me gently, my heart welling up.

Zhao Li remained silent, Tranquility leaned on his arms, the corners of his brows were soft, his lips were full of plum charm, but his chest was full of uncertainty.

In this world, not death can resolve all grievances, and there is the unknown that is more terrifying than death.

I hope he won't be born into hatred because of love. Hatred is the one that will destroy the world.

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Feng Chunyi was like a wounded beast, running in the courtyard of the Xiao family, with a gnawing gleam in his eyes.

The Xiao family has been brilliant for several generations, and it really is shockingly big.

He tried his best to look at it, but what fell into his eyes was the Green Weed Garden.

The woman in the green catkin garden will leave the concubine Huan tomorrow.Zhao Li, your daughter is really beautiful, no wonder you want to have a deep love with him immediately and abandon me.

Feng Chunyi raised his eyebrows and smiled coldly.

Green catkins are fragrant, and people are safe.

Xiao Yao Tuoyi sat on the red sandalwood couch, staring at the pears on the couch.

A few incense sticks from the Seven Treasures were withdrawn aside, and a golden step from the Seven Treasures Qingyun shone brightly.

The queen is no more than Jiufeng Buyao, but she is on the rise, and she has Qifeng Buyao before she enters. The empress dowager's doting on her can be seen.

However, the bottom of my heart became more and more heavy, as if the odds of winning were less.

The more favored people are, the more dangerous the situation becomes.Favor and disgrace have always been separated by a thin line. It is an ordinary thing for the emperor's family to overthrow the clouds. It is easy to gain and easy to lose.

The empress respects the grandson of the emperor's family, and the emperor's jade mouth "golden house hides the beauty", and she is so sad, let alone others?
Xiao Yao sighed quietly.

"Lord Hou, it's not good to sigh, people are not old at heart." Xiang Yi said playfully, and handed him a cup of tea.

Xiao Yao looked at her, with a slightly tired expression, sucked her mouth listlessly, put it aside, and rubbed her slightly sore neck with her hands.

Ah Ju stretched out his hand to hold the jade cup, placed it on the table behind him, and clasped a beauty fist in his hand to lightly beat her shoulders, while softly saying, "Lord Hou, don't you like Qifeng Buyao?"

"What's there to be happy about? The queen is only nine phoenixes, but I have the power of seven phoenixes. Isn't it a suspicion of usurping? If a person has not entered the palace, he must already have a lot of money. Beads can also melt spiritual energy." Xiao Yao had a look of helplessness on her lips, she had always regarded Ah Qu as her confidant, a girl trained by her mother herself, Duanduan had a keen mind and winked very much.

"Then what's the matter? It's a gift from the empress dowager, it's honorable." Ah Jue said with worried eyes.

Xiao Yao shook her head, her expression was light: "You must be respectful."

"You don't have to respect me! This son ruined it for you!" A cold voice poured in like the wind, and it was as cold as snow falling through the air, cooling people's hearts.

At the broken part of the brocade curtain, Feng Chunyi stretched out his long arms, picked up a few Qibao Qingyunfeng with the long sword in his hand, raised it high, and threw it to the ground.

Xiangyi was so frightened that she jumped in front of Xiao Yao, using her thin body to block Xiao Yao's sudden appearance.

Ah Jue's complexion changed drastically, and he threw himself on Jianfeng desperately, trying to grab Feng Buyao with his bare hands.

Xiao Yao shouted urgently: "Ah Jue! Be careful!"

Feng Chunyi's palm was so strong that it sent Ah Qu's body flying.

Ah Jue fell to the ground, spitting out blood in his throat.

Xiao Yao's foot slipped, using the footwork of borrowing the moon and playing shadows taught by Xiuyu Wanyue, and helped Ah Qu up, and stood in front of Ah Qu with her weak body, raised her chin, straightened her waist proudly, without fear.

(End of this chapter)